I'm writing this note

To keep this memory fresh

So I can remember the pain

I thought I could dismiss

I thought I wouldn't do this

But once again I'm wrong

I thought this was in the past

Though I knew, The past I could not outrun

So once again

I've turned to this

My self- destructive addiction

Like all the others I left

But this one seems more serious

I can't just leave it be

This isn't a bottle

This isn't a pipe

Yet all so addictive

This is a blade

This is my skin

These are my scars

This is my sin.

 
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